Sunday, February 17, 2008
twenty three
there comes a time in every man's life when he looks into the mirror and sees an aging face, weathered hair, a wrinkled forhead, and a scruffy chin. but just when he realizes that his life is speeding up too fast, he then considers all that he has experienced and lived through. take, for example, his twenty third birthday bash at American Flatbread restaurant in downtown Burlington. surrounded by three young ladies (a common theme in this man's life), this old man couldn't be any more content with his party of four. Paris, a seven year old girl who loves to draw, ask difficult questions, and laugh hysterically, accompanied this man's sister and college friend at the dinner table. the four of them spent time breaking "bread," sipping Shirley Temples, and playing games like MASH and poll the audience. everyone laughed, stared, smiled, and thought deeply about how great this night truly was. Even as this old man blew out the candles on his apple pie a la mode, he knew that this birthday was a special one and one that he would remember for quite some time. thank you.
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